Xander's pov )More crates filled with their new weapons were staked high. They were prepared. This pile was far more than what we had gotten from our last raid. The dark energy around the weapons pulsed and filled the air, seeping into our bodies.There were even more maps scattered around. I sighed, more things to decipher. A headache began to build up just at the sight of them.There were also blueprints that showed the weapons and some other structures were built as well as some handwritten notes. They had been planning these for years— maybe decades or even centuries.Ava picked up one of the papers and I watched as her face darkened. “They aren't just planning attacks on us , they are trying to recreate something— something ancient.”Rowan’s voice was barely a whisper. “Zerathos’s forge.”“Yeah, this is a replica like I said earlier.” Ava said.But the place was strangely empty. This got me on edge as my body tensed. Why would a place with many valuable items be left unguarded?
Xander's povI thought back to the sick wolves at the castle. We had found a solution for that, I didn't know if the rainville healers had arrived.Then my heart dropped. Poison.“They’re not just using weapons,” I whispered in sudden realization. “They’re poisoning us.”“We need to head back. Fast!” Rowan yelled, his mind instantly going to Lyra.We wasted no time in going back to ironclaw and grabbing our horses. The journey back to blackthorn was fast and brutal, our minds clouded with what we had just discovered. I prayed to the moon goddess that it wasn't true.Ava rode beside me, her hand occasionally brushing against mine, grounding me even as my thoughts spun uncontrollably.When we arrived, the sight that greeted us was worse than I had feared.There were a lot of wolves in the infirmary, it couldn't even hold all of them. Somewhere unconscious, some withered in agony, some were gasping for breath. Both children and adults, their veins were black, just like that of the warrio
Xander's pov“Your majesty.” They greeted us in unison then led us into the pack house. They led us through stone hallways, the best was unbearable at this point but the warriors barely flinched because they were used to it.The walls were lined with ancient runes that pulsed faintly, reacting to our presence as we walked past them. Blackthorn seemed bland in comparison to the other packs.I thought I was handling my position well but it seemed I wasn't because I hadn't visited most packs in decades. I usually send Magnus in my place and I regret that now.“Hold on.” I called out to the guards ahead and they halted. “Is there a place where we can strip off this heavy armor and get lighter clothes?”Ava let out a breath of relief next to me. I turned and saw her drenched in sweat and a deep shade of pink due to the heat.One of the guard's eyes went blank as he mind linked someone before returning. “Yes. Come this way.”They led us down a new hallway and brought us to a set of doors. “
Xander's povShe turned and walked to a shelf that held quite a number of vials. After a bit of searching, she grabbed a couple of vials then mixed them into a concoction which she handed to Kael.She looked at us. “This is a temporary antidote. It's going to slow down the spread of the poison and buy you some time but it won't nullify the poison's effect completely. You need to find the source of the poison or visit rainville for answers.”“We've already been there. They helped us get answers for the warriors that were injured with dark weapons during the attack. They are currently working on healing them whilst trying to heal the ones that have been affected by the poison.” Vanessa explained.“Ingesting a poison and being struck by it are two different things. I can't even begin to imagine how draining it must be for them to get rid of the dark hold from the warriors.” Seraphina said sadly. “Then visit nightshade.”“I said it.” Ava muttered.“What did you mean by ‘the source’” Rowan
Xander's povSuddenly, a figure dropped down from the detached above and landed silently in front of us. The sudden movement startled our horses. More figures emerged from the shadows and fog while some silently dropped from trees.Nightshade warriors.They were unlike any werewolves I had ever seen. They were dressed in dark cloaks with armours underneath, their faces were covered by masks made from vines and bones. Their movements were eerily silent, like their feet were floating above the ground that was completely covered with twigs and leaves. It was unnatural and unsettling.Their presence were like ghosts— they blended into the fog itself. One of them stepped forward, I could tell that it was a female.Her eyes were piercing green beneath her mask. She dropped her hood and I saw her pale hair which was braided back. I scanned her and couldn't see any weapon but I could feel the lethal aura that radiated off her.“Alpha king Xander of Blackthorn.” She said, her voice smooth, col
Xander's pov“They become shadow slaves.”“Shadow slaves?” I asked.“Yes.” Seraphina answered. “Creatures consumed by Zerathos's dark powers. There to do his bidding no matter how messy. His personal foot soldiers.”“What in the world?” Kael muttered.“But there's a cure, right?” Ava's voice became quiet at the end of her question as she was as uncertain as the rest of us.Seraphina's gaze softened. “There is a cure. But it is not easily made.”She turned and gestured for us to follow her into a small opening in the wall that I had failed to notice. The air became colder the further we walked. We came to a dark chamber which had a lot of herbs, vials and strange symbols on the walls.At the center was a large stone basin, similar to the one we had seen at rainville but instead of green liquid, it held dark water.Seraphina stuck her hand into the basin then pulled out a small vial which had a silver liquid that glowed in the dark. Inside I could see a… flower?“This is the essence of
Rowan's povThe night was alive and eerily quiet. The nightshade people were truly strange, not even the sound of kids playing could be heard. It was like they didn't exist, they were just ghosts that popped up once in a while.Fireflies flew around like tiny stars eliminating the place. It was enchantingly beautiful. The sound of frogs croaking could be heard in the distance, it was the only sound that echoed through the pack.The encounter with the warriors at the forest made me understand why every pack avoided them and why even my father said we shouldn't bother them unless it was absolutely necessary. They were like death, they would sneak up and snatch your life.Despite the quietness of the place, my mind was anything but quiet. Lyra's capture and Magnus's betrayal still plagued my mind. I knew that it had all been sorted out but I still couldn't wrap my head around the fact that it had happened.I sighed and got up from my bed and left the chamber I had been given. Sleep was f
Rowan's pov“What do you mean?” I asked, glancing back at kaida who was looking at me with a wary expression on her face.The woman signed, making my gaze return to her. “It's a sad and long story but basically, her tongue was cut off by a rogue when she was a child. She hasn't been able to speak ever since.”My heart sank at this. “That's… that's horrible.”The woman nodded. “It truly is. Please be patient with my dear Kaida, she has endured a lot at her young age but one thing is certain, she is strong. She told me that she ran away from you last night because she didn't want you to be disappointed by the type of mate she was.”I shook my head and turned to Kaida. “I'm so sorry about everything that happened to you.” I said softly. “I didn't know.”Kaida’s eyes softened as she considered my words then she gave me a small smile. It was the most breathtaking thing I had ever seen, in that moment I wanted to always be the one to make her smile.I wished we were fully mated so that we w
Ava's povSunlight spilled through the high windows of the grand hall, gleaming on the silver fixtures and dishware. For the first time in months, the hall wasn't empty. Laughter echoed all around me, mingling with the clinking of cutlery and the smell of warm bread and honeyed meats.I sat between Xander and Vanessa, my fingers curled around a steaming cup of tea. My stomach fluttered—not from nerves, but from something far newer. Something growing.The thought never failed to pull a smile to my face.I glanced around at the faces gathered at the table. Rowan was teasing Kael over a burnt piece of toast, Kaida sat beside him, her hand resting lightly on his wrist. Lyra was at the far end, wrapped in a thick shawl, her expression quiet but calm, a faint smile playing on her lips as she watched them. There was no tension in her shoulders.They were all here.All of them.And that meant more to me than any feast ever could.“Gods,” Vanessa said, stretching back in her seat. “It’s been f
Ava's povThe morning sunlight filtered in through the tall windows, casting soft golden glow across the stone walls of our chambers. The fire from last night had burned down to glowing embers, but I still felt warm—safe in the memory of the stars and the enormity of the secret I’d carried all night.I smiled, rubbing my tummy even though it didn't have a bump. It all still felt like a dream to me. I couldn't believe that I was carrying my child— out child— and would soon be able to hold him or her in my arms.This was like a reward from the gods for taking down zerathos. It was the most perfect gift.Xander’s scent hit me before I heard his footsteps. Woodsy. Earthy and a hint of citrus.He pushed the door open with ease, stridijg in, he was already halfway out of his ceremonial coat, his black shirt clinging to his chest beneath it. His eyes found me immediately—still seated at the edge of the bed, half-dressed, barefoot, lost in my thoughts.“There you are,” he said, his voice soft
Ava's povPregnant.The word sat on my tongue like a secret not yet ready for the world to know. Heavy and new. Sacred. My hands trembled as I exited the healer’s wing, the soft glow of lanterns lining the path doing little to light the darkness within me.It wasn't a bad darkness, it was just confusion.The corridor behind me felt like it belonged to another world—a place of certainty and whispered truths. Healers always knew things, some that we wanted to hear and the ones that we didn't want to hear. Out here, beneath the dark sky things felt more real.Too real.I walked slowly, aimlessly, not ready to return to the castle after what I had just learned. Not ready to face anyone. Especially not Xander.Not yet.The gardens were quiet this time of night. Peaceful. A hush had settled over the grounds, as though the very earth was holding its breath. The petals of Kaida’s cherry blossom tree glowed pale pink in the moonlight, and I found myself drawn toward it. Toward the spot we alwa
Ava's povSunlight streamed through the tall windows of the Blackthorn castle, warm and golden as it spilled across the newly polished floors. I stood at the balcony just outside the council chamber, my eyes tracing the distant tree lines. Smoke no longer rose from the hills. Screams no longer echoed through the valley.Peace.It was strange how something we fought so long and hard for could feel so… quiet.I placed a hand over my stomach. That now familiar queasiness cane again, subtle but persistent. I closed my eyes and inhaled deeply, grounding myself the way I’d been practicing since taking on the Luna title. Calm. Poise. Grace.“Luna Ava?” A voice called gently from behind. One of the omegas.“Yes?”“Lady Vanessa and the others are waiting in the courtyard. You said you wanted to walk with them today?”“Yes. Thank you.”I smiled and nodded, but the moment I turned my back, the nausea returned—like it never left. I gritted my teeth and blinked back the faint dizziness. I've been
Xander's povThe night was quiet, save for the faint crackling of the fire still burning at the center of camp.But Ava… she had curled up beside me, her head on my shoulder, her fingers gently tucked against my arm. Her breathing slowed sometime between Rowan’s quiet jokes, Vanessa blushing with Kael teasing her and Lyra sitting in silence after her brief confession.She fell asleep there, in the circle of firelight and friends and whispered memories.I couldn’t bear to wake her.So I carried her.Her warmth pressed against my chest as I walked us to the chambers we’d been assigned in the temporary Ashville pack house. The bed was a bit small but clean, sheets tucked in and blankets folded. I laid her down carefully, brushing a stray strand of hair from her cheek before covering her with the blanket.I wanted to stay awake and watch over her. Zerathos may be gone but he has left a lasting trauma and fear of the shadows. I was scared that if I closed my eyes and opened it I would real
Rowan's POVLyra’s breathing had finally evened out beside me, a soft, steady rhythm that showed that she was finally at ease and I was glad. She didn’t say another word after I wrapped the blanket around her and sat by her side. She didn’t need to.I looked at her, really looked.Her face had lost weight in the past months, the edges sharper now—grief had carved out the softness she once had so effortlessly. The dark, sunken circles beneath her eyes told me she hadn’t been sleeping much. And even now, in the calm after the war, her body was tense beneath the blanket, like she was ready to spring awake at any given time if someone so much as touched her. .But she had opened up.That alone made something in my chest unclench for the first time in weeks.I tilted my head back, let my eyes gaze up to the stars, but even their beauty felt muted tonight. Everything felt… dulled. Like we’d survived the fire, only to emerge into the ashes.But she talked. She talked.And I’d take that over
Lyra’s POVThe fire had burned down to little fire, and one by one, they drifted off to sleep. Ava had fallen asleep curled against Xander’s chest. Vanessa and Kael were tangled up on a blanket near the edge of the camp, whispering and grinning like the war had never happened and they were in some sort of fairytale. Like they’d known peace all their lives.I was happy and envious of them so I forced myself to look away.Rowan had stayed with me.He always did.By the time the last bit of fire was snuffed and silence had settled over the camp, he rose, wordless, and offered me his hand. I took it, letting him guide me away from the others, deeper into the shadows where the weight of their stares couldn’t follow.We walked to a place in Ashville that we liked. It was a little hill above the camp where the entire land could be seen and the sky felt so close. The stars were particularly bright on that night, I just stood there and took a deep breath.The night air was cold, crisp, almost
Lyra’s povI don't know how long we sat there but I had droned out their conversation as I watched the burning fire. Suddenly, I felt the air shift. It wasn't the regular shift.But this time, it was different.Tense. Sharp.I knew why.I could feel it, their eyes were on me.And they deserved answers.I just wasn’t sure I had the strength to give them.Rowan came even closer, a steady wall beside me, his warmth grounding. He hadn't spoken much, just held my hand quietly under the blanket we shared. It should’ve comforted me more than it did. But the guilt clung to me, curling in my chest like a shadow that refused to be exorcised.I peeped at Ava across the fire, her knees were pulled to her chest, arms loosely wrapped around them. Xander had stood up and was standing just behind her, arms crossed, his gaze unreadable as it flicked from person to person—though it lingered on me more often than not.I was almost certain I could go the night without a word being said. That they’d keep
Lyra’s POVThe crackling of the campfire sounded distant just like the faint sound of voices laughing and talking. Familiar voices. Ones that once meant comfort and strength. Now, they sounded foreign and distant, like echoes bouncing off the thick stone walls of guilt I had built around myself.I sat wrapped in my cloak, hood drawn low, body leaning into Rowan’s side. His warmth was steady, grounding. I could feel his heart through the fabric, steady as a drum, but there was a tension in the way he held me. He didn’t trust me—not entirely. I didn’t blame him.They had every right not to.Ashville was ruined. The war was over. And I had helped start it. They just didn't know that.I didn’t know how to look them in the eyes, not after what I had done.Ava’s laugh echoed through the air, loud and carefree, like birds chirping and singing during the summer. She teased Vanessa about how she once fought her over Xander. Vanessa rolled her eyes but smiled, her fingers tangled with Kael’s. I